The Camden journal. [volume] (Camden, S.C.) 1866-1891, June 21, 1883, Image 2
Her Kin?.
She has not, found her king as jet,
The golden days glide by;
They bring no sorrows to forget,
Nor any cause to sigh.
No heart for her devotion made
The passionate summers bring;
Unharmed she walk9, and unaffrayed
She has not found her kc\g.
Men bring their titles, and their gold;
' She turns in scorn away.
The man must be of different moid
She sweat* aho-will obey.
Though poor in honor and in lands,
Rich in a rarer thing,
Titled by God alone, he stands,
When she will own her king.
Bnt when ho comes, as come he will,
Strong to support, and grand,
With supplication that shall fill
Her soul, like her command;.
She'll place her hand iu his, and take
What'er this world may bring,
Proud and contented for his sake,
Whom she bath crowned her king!
? Temple Bay.
"a slight mistake.
The sun had gone down in a red
river of threatening cloud; the storm
which had been impending for some
days had broken at last, in a wild
whirlwind of snow and tempest; and
Mrs^oiJaiaham Ackley had just put the
tea-kettle on for the evening meal,
with Abigail, her daughter, stirring a
connon'jnfiil nf mncVi nn tho cfnvp 5lYiil
raUVVpUXU V.
Maria, her niece, hard at work, stitching
the upper parts of cheap cloth shoes
for a manufacturer in the neighborhood.
For the Ackleys were a thrifty
family. Nothing was lost, nothing
wasted, not even that slippery commodity?time.
The Ackleys were a feminine household
that night, for Abraham himself,
the grizzled head of the family, had
gone to the city, to put in a claim for
a pension, which, according to bis ideas
ought to have been paid half a century
back, to some old Revolutionary ancestor
or other.
"I ain't to be done," said Abraham,
winking his watery blue eyes, "not
even by the United States government
itself!"
So it had happened that Abigail
had foddered the cattle, fed the fowls,
and locked the barn door, coming in,
all powdered over with snow, her mid
die-aged nose blue with cold.
"NeYer mind, girls," said Mrs. Ackley,
with a subdued chuckle, "when
we inherit your Cousin Jones' proper j
ty we shan't none of us have to work I
no more. We can be ladies, and set
up in sage-green dresses, plavin' with
peacock-feather fans. Did you get the
best chamber ready, Marier?"
"Marier" gave a grunt in the aftirmative,
as she bit off-the end of her
thread.
*5 "I didn't light the fire yet," said
"Thpught it warn't no use burn- j
up good hickory logs, unidj^w,; j
~^^*howe<rwe was goin" to want 'em."
'^r Scarcely was the sentence well out
of her mouth, when a tattoo sounded
loudly on the warped panels of the unpainted
front door.
"Land's sake alive!" said Abigail,
dropping the wooden spoon into the
mush-pot, while Maria straightened
herself up with a jerk, "it's Cousin
Jones already!"
"Quick!" said Mrs. Ackley, in a
shrill stage whisper. "Put the mush
in the closet, and fetch out the cold
chicken and raspberry presarves; and
the best cups, Abigail, and the threetined
forks, and the table cloth with
the border of daisies."
And she turned to the door, with a
flaring, home-dipped candle in her
band.
"Is this Mrs. Abe Ackley's?" demanded
a shrill voice. "I was told
she lived half-way up Pine Crags."
"Ain't this Mrs. Jones?" said MrsAckley,
in her softest accents.
"That's the ticket!" said the
stranger. "Do open the door and let
me in. I ain't no burglar, nor yet a
sneak-thief."
?> ^ "I'm delighted to see you," said Mrs.
Ackley. "Do pray walk in, and let the
girls take your things. Marier, Abigail,
this is Mrs. Jones, as you've
heard so much of. Your room will be
warm d'reckly. We've set great
store by your comin', 1 do assure you."
"You're very kind," said Mrs. Jones^
shaking the snow off her shabby
shawl and pinched silk bonnet. "1
ain't no beggar; I calc'late to pay my
own way."
The three women smiled obsequiously.
They had been given to understand
that Cousin Jones from New
York city was very eccentric?that
she Darticularlv disliked any allusion
to her relationship, and that there was
no accounting for her various peculiar
ities.
"Of course," said Mrs. Ackley,
"that must be as you please."
"I don't choose to bo beholden to
any one," stiffly added the new-found
relative.
"Of course not," said Maria, help,
ing her off with her rubbers. "Uncle
Abraham will be so sorry that he isn't
Viorft tn u'ulonmp vn.l "
ilVi V V" ?t v*wvi?av T
"I can stand it, if ho can," said the
old lady, warming her gaunt hands
before the cheerful blaze? "?h, do you
live as high as this every day?" as she
saw the liberal preparations for supper.
"We are economical people," said
Mrs. Ackley. apologetically; "we raise
our own poultry, and Abigail picked
the raspberries last summer on the
mountain, and changed off eggs for the
sugar, at Martin's grocery store at the
cross-roads; and the tea was a present
from old Captain Greer, who is In the
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China trade, to pay Ackley for breakir.?
the roan colh So you see?" "Yes, I
see/' snid Mrs. Jones, nodding her head
jerkily, like a mandarin somewhat oat
of order.
"Managing people, you be! You won't
never conic to be boarded out like town
poor, 1 reckon!"
"I hope not," said Mrs. Ackley, de.
voutly,
"The idea!" said Miss Abigail.
""Well, things is ordered differently
ih this world," observed Mrs. Jones.
'It's up-lrill with some and down-hill
with others. But I guess I can get
I along with you!"
"My son will be up to pay his respects
to-morrow," said Mrs. Ackley.
"He lives a little beyond here."
"Ah!" said Mrs. Jones.
"He hasn't been real successful in the
world," added Mrs. Ackley. "He
married a schoolma'am, and they've a
little family, and Ackley's had to set
down his foot, as he won't help him
any more."
"Every one for himself, eh?" said
the old woman, with a chuckle.
Mrs. Ackley nodded. She had
ventured upon this coniidential family
communication as a sort of hint to
Cousin Jones, not to lend money to the
impecunious Abraham, junior. If
there was money floating around in
the golden atmosphere that surrounded
Mrs. Jones, why should it be given
over into such velvet-like hands as
those of Mrs. Abraham, junior.
"Perhaps," suggested Maria, sweetly"Mrs.
Jones would like some hot
buttered toast?"
"Well, since you're so pressing, I am
if " ?niil Afr>? .Tnnes.
I 1 (kVUCl llutl IV AVf v ?...
"And," added Abigail, jealous lest
she should be outdone in these sweet
deeds of hospitality, "there's a very
good meat pie in the pantry which I
made myself, if?"
"Meat pie," cried the old lady.
"Meat pie is a relish for anything
going. I don't know when I've put
my teeth into a good meat pie before.
Iking it on, young woman?bring it
on."
The three Ackleys looked on with
beaming eyes, while Mrs. Jones ate
and drank like a half-famished lionness,
and afterward they conducted
her to the bed-room, where the lire
blazed brightly on the painted, redbrick
hearth, and the patchwork silk
quilt?Maria's own woik?was laid ostentatiously
across the foot of the bed.
And then they all came down stairs,
closed in solid phalanx around the lire,
and looked at one another with mean
ing in their speculative eyes.
"Queer, ain't she?" said Maria.
"Dressed exactly as if she came out
of an old rag-bag," commented Abigail.
"Hold your tongue, girls!" said Mrs.
Ackley. "Geniuses are always! eecenCtE^Anu*
Cousin Jones
cool forty thousand dollars!"
Early the next morning, long before
daylight had irradiated the sullen
darkness of the wintry horizon, and ^
Mrs. Ackley was doing her best, in c
curl papers and a dirty flannel wrapper,
to make the kitchen lire bum, an old 1
box-sled stopped at the door, and in
came Abraham, junior, brown-laced,
good-natured and smiling.
"Well, mother," said he, "how's the | *
folks?" | *
"They're all well enough," said Mrs- '
Ackley, who always entertained a 1
secret fear lest Abe should want to 1
borrow money of her.
"Father got home yet ?" said Abe.
"No!" r
Mrs. Ackley was blowing desperate- 1
ly at a crumpled bit of paper which ab- '
sulutely declined to ignite the kindlings 1
adjoining to it.
"That's you, mother, to a 'T'!" said ,
Abraham, good-humoredly. "You're ,
too economical even to burn enough *
waste papers! Goodness knows, they ^
don't cost nothin'!"
"TT t.i?> -\r-o A..blAv ?T I
"XlUUipii; SU1U mia. M
know some people as ain't economical
in nothin'!" i
"And that reminds me!" said Abe, ]
skating easily away from the subject, i
"I'm going down arter my boarder!"
"What boarder V" said Mrs. Acklev, }
sharply. <
"Didn't you know?" said Abe.
"Me and Jane Eliza, we've bid for one j
of the town poor. It ain't much pay, <
to-be-sure. The selectmen are real <
close this year, on account of the Town
hall havin' cost such a sight o' money. <
But it's better than nothin'. And the r
old woman will be company for Jane >
Eliza and the children. It's old Hul- ]
dah Jones, you know? C'appen .Tones' \
widder, down in Frog Lane."
"Oh!" said Mrs. Acklev. i
"I expected her up last night," said \
Abe, drawing on his blue' yarn i
mittens; "but I guess she found the i
weather one too many for her rheuma- .
tiz; so now I'm goin' arter her, with
an arm-chair tied into the box-sled! ,
And, by-the-wav," fumbling in his (
coat pocket, "here's a letter I got last i
night. Guess it was meant for father, ',
but I opened it by mistake."
"Who's it from?" screeched Abigail, j
who had just come down stairs, half
frozen, from her Tireless room, tying
her apron strings as she came, while
Maria was visible, twisting up her <
back hair in the distance. . 1
"Your ricli cousin, in Xew York,"
said Abe. "She ain't comin'! She's
made up her mind to rent a furnished
flat in Xew York, where she can be
near her doctor and her favorite clergyman!"
"Nonsense!" said Maria. "That's
1 only a practical joke, as some one is
?4k
tryln' to come on us. Cousin Jones is
here a'ready."
"Asleep in the best chamber, where
I'm gain' to light a fire at seven
o'clock," added Abigail.
"What!" roared Abraham.
"Girls!" shrilly exclaimed Mrs. Acklev,
"it's a dreadful mistake as we've
.ill of us made! This old woman ain't
our Cousin Jones at all. It's the town
poor as Abe has took to board!?old
Cappen .Jones' widow, from Frog
Lane."
And she struck an attitude in front
of the stove like Medea before the sacrificial
flames.
"And we gave her coid fowl and
raspberry-jam," cried Maria, "and the
whole of the meat pie."
"And my choicest linen sheets, and
a fire in the best chamber!" groaned
Mrs. Ackley. "My goodness me! how
could we be such fools ?"
"Go and wake her up at once," said
Maria to Abigail. "Tell her Abe Ackley
is here, to take her where she rightly
belongs; and ask her how she dared
to impose upon decent people like us V"
"It ain't her fault!" sighed Mr3. Ackley,
"It's ours. Goodness, what
idiots we've been!"
"Well, you haven't asked ine to
breakfast," said Abraham, junior,
waggishly; "but I guess I'll stop for a
bite and a sup, and take the old lady
up to our home arterward. 'Tain't a
good plan to travel on fin empty
stomach such weather as this!"
And the bewildered Mrs. Jones was
whisked away on the box-sled before
she knew the rights and wrongs of the
case, leaving the Ackley family disconsolate.
ilT icna nn ?>??oforvb* in nur lifn
JL 1IUVC1 (1.1 OU luiotuvu AUJ 111V
before," said Mrs. Ackley.
But Abe, junior, regarded the matter
as a stupendous joke.
"Old Mrs. .Tones got a first-class
meal and night's lodgin' free gratis
out of mother," said lie; "and I don't
remember when anybody else has done
as much."
At Sea in a Basket.
It was upon September 20, 1854, the
Arctic, belonging to the now extinct
Collins line, sailed from Liverpool to
New York with more than 200 passengers
on board. The voyage was
safely accomplished until the Arctic
got within sixty-five miles of Cape
Race, when she was run into by the
Vesta, a small iron steamer owned and
manned by Frenchmen, and of about
100 tons burden. "Within four hours
of the collision the big vessel disappeared
beneath the waves, and the little
vessel was speeding on her way toward
the French coast, where, unconscious
of the mischief she had done?
she arrived in safety about a fortnight
later. About forty of the Arctic's
*rew andr' ,ii.6^..J^WWlvea in & |
)oat, and a few more were picked up
Tom rafts and bits of the vessel, among
h.} latfnr hoinor P.intain T,lir"ft find a
Mr. Smith, then a resident of the state
)f Mississippi, but subsequently a
vealthy Glasgow merchant. Mr. Smith
v'as saved upon a raft of planks,
ashed together by himself, on the top
)f which he tied the basket lined with
in, into which unwashed plates were
mt during the saloon dinner. Upon
he edge of this basket, with his feet
it the bottom, Mr. Smith sat for two
lights and nearly three days, bailing it
is it filled from time to time. It will
je beard with little surprise that for
nany years Mr. Smith preserved this
nuch-valued historical basket as a
rophy in his drawing-room at Glasgow,
ind showed it to his friends as the
,-ehicle in which he had lloated upon
lie waves for fifty or sixty hours. The
jasket was concealed in the center of
in ottoman made purposely to hold it,
ind was only revealed when Mr. Smith
,vas surrounded by a few congenial
'riends.
The Harried Bontmau.
"Come on, sir, on'y jest in time.
What a blessin' you wasn't a minit
ater! Jest orr?jump in !" said the
jreathless boat owner.
"Just let me get out and have my
lair cut," said the deluded passenger,
iome time after.
"Wouldn't never git back in time!'
eplied the breathless boatman.
'We're jest orf, as soon as we're ful
up."
"Starying, sir?" said the boatman.
'Never mind, don't you git out to git
lothin'?we'll be full in an instant?
ere's the other customers a-corain'."
uut at lengtn gaiter a montn or soj,
;he passenger's heart began to fail him
?be sank down ; the last visitor at
:he sea-side resort was going to catch
;he train. "Never mind," said the
boatman: "you set still. They'll be
back again next year, and then we'll
start."
lint one day, as the boatman gazed
upon his now aged victim, compassion
overcame him, and he said, "I will
break the most sacred rule of the boat
? r ...:n f?il "
mail , i uni Miui diwu uciv imi i?j/.
And lie tried to shove off, but both the
boat and its passengers were too old
now. They broke up.?London Fun,
heal very gently with those whD ar
on the downhill of life. Your own
time is coming to be where they now
are. You too are "stepping westward."
Soothe the restlessness of age by amusement,
by consideration, by non-interference,
and by allowing plenty of occupation
to fall into the hands that
long for it. hut let it be of their own
choosing, and cease to order their ways
for them as though they r'orc children.
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SCIENTIFIC SCRAPS.
>/. Fourmant has concluded a series
of exact experiments upon trichin? in
meat. lie finds that to pack the diseased
flesh in salt for fifteen months
does not kill the parasites; mice fed
upon the meat died of trichinosis.
Remains of a mastodon and a number
of curious bones belonging to various
other animals have' been found
near a salt minVpit- New Iberia, LaAmong
them w^fre some fossil teeth of
horses, and they have been presented
to the Yale college museum.
The post-mon ?m examination of a
mulatto who -die J; recently in Cincinnati
revealed a wain weighing sixtyone
ounces. Th >re are on record but
iwo Drains neav?r man mis?mat 01
Cuvier, weighing 64.3-3 ounces, and
Abercrombie's, Ihich weighed sixtythree
ounces, m
Dr Iteklam considers that headaches
and other consequences of sleeping in
rooms containing flowers do not arise
from any specif properties of the
flowers themselves, but are due to a
straining of the nerves of smell in the
presence of perfmfteq for an unwonted
length of tirfie. ' J*? effecflST^Tianr"
gousfo mat produced upon the eyes
by an unusual exposure to light, or op
the ears by long-continued sounds.
An enormous quantity of water passes
through the roots of plants. An
English experimenter has ascertained
that for every pound of mineral matter 1
assimilated by a plant, an average of (
2,000 pounds ofjyater is absorbed. 1
At the French agricultural observato- !
ry of Montsouris it was found that in
rich soil, 727 pounds of water passed
through the roots of wheat plants for 1
every pound of grain produced; while '
in a very poor soil, 2693 pounds passed '
through the wheat roots for each '
pound of grain." ''
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Scotch Plowmen's Vests. ]
It lias long beeivihe custom of agri- (
cultural laborers in Scotland to distin- j
guisli themselves by the grandeur of
their Sabbath kirk suits, "Sunday
claes." The vest qr waistcoat was es- '
pecially the center of their pride or ^
vanity. It had a combination of all j
the prismatic cotors of the rainbow, ^
the more brilliant prevailing, forming
a complete aurora borealis. About *
forty years ago, in a border parish on j
the south of .Scotland, the- principal
heritor and patrol according to the 1
law and custom, wis allotted the chief "
seat in the gallery opposite the minister's
pulpit. He, iowever, was non- 1
resident and an Episcopalian. lie *
therefore dedicated,his seat to the unmarried
plowmen bf the parish, who 1
for many years ay^led themselves of |
_ - ... ? h
member left tbe parish, ne, or course.
ceased his seat-possession, and so soon ^
as he entered the holy bonds of matrimony
he had to provide accommodd- ^
tion for himself and his wife elsewhere, h
as the pew was held to be of the kind a
of the "limited (mail) male." Sabbath ^
after Sabbath the juvenile rustics vied r
with each other who could show the ?
newest pattern in the design and color r
for his chest covering. Often have '
clergymen who have never before *
ascended the pulpit stair of this parish t
been startled as the opposite gallery 8
brilliantly flashed on his wondering
eyes. The rustic band got the title of *
the "robin redbreasts" or "canaries," 8
and their seat was commonly known as ^
their "nest" or "aviary." A change. a
however, did occur. The heritage fell *
t
to a brother of the late proprietor, who
"knew not Joseph," and was rather c
displeased at this weekly display of *
foppery. The new laird granted the s
pew to a new tenant, who had become y
possessor of the home farm, and had a
numerous family. It was easy to grant
and possess, but not "so easy to annul a ^
previous grant and dispossess former
occupants. The bovans refused to s
remove, pleading a grant with long '
possession, even for the prescriptive 4
period?in fact, that they had acquired
both figuratively and literally a "vest- f
ed interest." The sheriff had to be ap- c
proached by way of interdict. It was,
however, more by suasion than by
force * that at length matters were c
peacefully arranged. For many years
the display of colors which once flaunt- 1
ed from the gallery ceased from the *
memories of the parishioners of Sunny- *
side. The epidemic which prevailed in the
south spread to other portions of f
Scotland.
A Jealous Songster. i
A singular incident in natural his- *
tory occurred lately at Chester, Eng- <
land. A thrush in a happy state of i
freedom was thrilling its notes in the 1
orchard beneath the walls, near the <
"wishing steps," when its music I i
excited similar efforts from a caged 1
bird of the same species, which was 1
suspended in front of the adjacent *
houses. These feathered songsters
persevered in raising their melodies to
higher and higher efforts, as if in earnest
rivalry, when suddenly the bird 1
among the trees darted from its perch
upon the wicker cage of its compet- ]
itor, broke the bars, entered it, and 1
commenced an assault upon the ?
musical captive, the owner of which, 1
hearing tiie unusual noise, came out, 1
took the aggressor prisoner, and sold 1
it into bondage.
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When any calamity has been sulTer. I
ed, the first thing to be remembered is, i
how much has been escaped. ' j
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THE HAIR AFTER DEATH.
Curlont Iilftancea In Which It flat Gi own
to Great Length.
Moat people understand that hair
does sometimes grow after death, but
there are perhaps few who know that
there Is a very considerable growth in
at least one-third of the cases where
bodies are interred in the usual
manner. A story was told by Oscar
w ucie ai a ainner party in ^\ew x urn
which illustrates this fact. "When
Gabriel Dante Rnssetti was very young
?scarcely more than a boy?said Mr
"Wilde, he was deeply in love with a
young girl, a*3, having a poet's gift;
he sang a poet's love in numerous sonnets
and verses to her. She died
young, and by her wish the manu- j
scripts of these poems were placed in a )
casket and laid under her head, so that I
even in the last sleep they should be,
as they always had been, kept beneath
her pillow. Years passed by and Rossetti's
fame grew until every, line of
his composition became precious, and
some of those who prized his writings
most asked him for copies of the songs
that had been buried. He had kept* (
no copies, or they had been lost. At
an mums m ^aan inform i
when they asked him to rewrite the ,
verses he declared that he was utterly |
unable to do so.
At last his friends importuned him
for permission to have the original
manuscripts exhumed. Jie consented (
after some hesitation, and all the necessary
preliminaries having been com. ,
plied with the grave which had been
3ealed for many years was opened.
Then a strange thing was found.
The casket containing the poems had
proved to be of perishable material and 1
its cover had crumbled away. The
long tresses of the girl had grown after '
loath and had twined and intertwined
imong the leaves of the poet's paper,
soiling around the written words of
love in a loving embrace long after
leath had sealed the lips and dimmed
the eye that had made response to that
love. *
There is nothing improbable in the
story so far as it relates to the physical J
ihenomenon. That hair grows after t
leath is too well established a fact to I
je challenged, and is readily enough to r
ie understood by any one who will r
jive even a little study to its forma- t
ion, it being an appendage to the t
imrian fnrm ?rvl nnt <5tripf.lv snpnlr
ng, a part of it. It might indeed be e
dmost called a friendly parasite. v
A well known New York underaker
said: "A gentleman who had
ost his little boy five or six years
>efore came to the establishment where
was working and said he wanted
he remains taken up and carried to
Joston. He had moved to that city,
t'hcrejhe had lost another childpaMiaU
lis wife was anxious that they should
ioth bo buried in the plot he had
lought in the Laurel Hill cemetery.
?his gentleman was anxious to see for
limself that everything was done right,
nd went over with me to Greenwood.
Ve had buried the child and there was
tot any trouble about finding the right
;rave and the nght coffin, but he was
lervous about it. He insisted on
laving the coffin opened after it was
aken up and seeing for himself that
here was no mistake. I had it done,
ind as soon as ne saw tne oociy ne saia: t
I knew it; that isn't my boy. His ^
lair was cut short while he was sick, j
ind look at that!' In this case there (
vas a rather unusual growth. I j
hould say the hair was a foot long. ,
n cases where the body has been r
juried a good many years?say a hun- t
Ired years?the hair is sometimes
ound a yard long on a man's head, [
tnd much longer, of course, on a
voman's." j
Another undertaker said that he was
employed at one time to remove a ^
;reat number of bodies that had been
juried in a cemetery which had been
iold. They had lain undisturbed for
tn average of about twenty-five years, j
ind in nearly one-half the cases the
jair on the heads of the men was from
i foot to a foot and a half long. In \
cases of women it was evident enough
rom the arrangement of their hair ]
hat it had grown a great deal after
leath. There was no way, so far as he ,
cnew, of determining what causes the
lifference between cases, some hair j
growing and other apparently not
rowing or only growing a little, but
le said he believed that in cases of .
'ever there was apt to be such a growth. ]
It might be supposed that if a postnortem
growth of hair is as common t
is has been indicated mention of the .
'act would have been made in the accounts
that have been preserved of the
emains of noted persons after burial; ,
jut the only such instance that is re- ,
called is that of Napoleon I. Of him \
t is said that when his body was re- ]
noved from St. Helena to France it \
vas found that the hair had grown to
i great length.?New York Herald.
A Home Tlirnst.
"Pa, I wish you would buy me a lit- ]
:le pony," said Johnny. -j
"I haven't got any money to buy
roil a pony, my son. You should go
:o school regularly, my son, study hard,
md become a smart man, and some of i
,hesc days, when you grow up, you j
K ill have money of your own to buy ,
lonies with." <
"Then, I suppose, pa, you didn't .
study much when you were a little boy j
ike me, or else you would have money .
low to buy ponies with, wouldn't you. ,
;>a?"?Sijti lit/#.
CLiPttJfas FOR THE CURIOUS.
Texas has a million acres of land fit
for sugar culture. <.
A large number of Nashville boys
and girls are going into silk culture.
The national debt of France, ($4,683,840,000,)
is three times as large as ours.
Twenty-eight mining explosions occurred
last year, of which fifteen were
fatal.
The winner of a cofh-raising contest
near Rome, Ga., raised thirty-seven
bushels on a half acre.
Figures were used by the Arabian
Moors about 900, and were introduced
into Spain in 1050, and into "England
in 1253.
The pension list of the United
States is eight times as large as that of
England and ten times greater than
that of France.
The first systematic attempt to
instruct the deaf and dumb was maue
by Pedro de Ponce, a Spanish Benedictine
monk, about 1570.
A chicken ventriloquist Is one of the
curiosities of Concord, Ky. He crows
with clarion notes, and then makes
Echo-hue lepguiiuiis ur tliem, gfauuaity
lying away as if at an increasing distance.
William Campbell, a young farmer
i)f Mexico, Mo., won a wager of $100,
md received 2? cents a bushel besides
for his labor, at a corn-shucking bee.
rn eight days he threw over his
shoulder 542 bushels of corn.
Tin is frequently mentioned in the
Iliad, and it would seem that the Greeks
ivere very familiar with it. It was
ised for the raised work on shields
md for greaves, arid it was also em)loyed
for domestic purposes.
It has been said that a blind man
lamed Benson, who has been an inmate
)f the Wethersfield (Conn.) town house
'or more than fifty years, has such a
emarkable memory that he can repeat
ilmost every word of any sermon he
xears.
The demise and obsequies of a
Brunswick (Me.) cat gave a hint to
he long-named society. The family
)hysician nursed the animal in its illless,
the undertaker composed its renains
in a $12.50 casket, and its misress
cabled her husband in Europe
hat the end had come.
Catechisms were compiled in the
ighth or ninth century; Luther's
vere published 1520 and 1529. The
atechism of the Church of England at
irst contained only the baptismal vov&
he creed, the ten commandments and\
he Lord's prayer with explanations,
iut an explication of the sacraments
ras added by the bishops in obedience
o an order made by James I.
liurses liave-wHyrrn <?? Mug
Mid that they are capable of jumping
reat distances. Chandler cleared
hirty-nine feet over a break at "Warrick;
Calvcrthorpe, thirty-three feet
iver hurdles at Newport Pagnell;
ting of the Valley, thirty-five feet over
he Wissedine brook, Leicestershire;
tottery, thirty-four feet at Liverpool;
'eter Simple, thirty-seven feet at Boson.
A Honest Mun.
\ gentleman stopped his horse at a
ollgate, and not seeing the gate-keeper,
vent into the house. Finding no one,
le began a gener.il search and finally
liscovered the gate-keeper out in the
ield at work. Although the old man
vas quite a distance away, the gentlenan
went into the field, approached
he old man and said:
"You are the tollgate keeper, I beieve."
"Yes, sir," the old man replied, tuning
and leaning on his hoe handle.
"Well, I want go through the
;ate."
"Ain't the gate open?"
"Yes."
"Well, why don't you go through ?
it's my business to be there."
"Because I wanted to pay you."
"And you came all the way out hero
;o pay me five cents?"
"Yes, sir," said the gentleman, proudy
looking the old man in the eye.
"Couldn't you have left the money
in the table?"
"Yes, but I wanted you to know
'hat I paid you."
"You are an honest man."
"Yes, sir," replied the gentleman,
while a pleased expression spread over
liis face.
"You would have walked three times
is far to have paid me that five cents,
wouldn't you V"
"Yes, sir, I would."
"Here, John," the old man called to
i boy that, lay in the shade, "call the
log and go along and watch this feller
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till he gets away, jjet a nunureu uuilars
he steals something 'fore he leaves
the place."?Arkaiisas Traveller.
An Unsophisticated Way.
Any Esquimaux asked to undertake a
journey or perform a labor he does
not like does not declare that he is not
at home, but he has a precisely similar
formality adapted to his own circumstances.
He does not like to tell the
3tranger proposing to him that he does
not wish to go, or that the pay is not
mflicient, or, in short, that he will not
50; but he says, "I have no boots."
This is not to be accepted as a hint that
n pair of boots would be an acceptable
present; it is merely a polite refusal,
ind in strict politeness must lie accepted
as unhesitatingly as our own
'.Not at home." k
1 Prophecy*
I bare heard ft in the forest
Where the branches gray end bare,
From the sea of pine* upstarting-,
Stand like phantoms in the air;
Ghosts of beauty once so fair.
I have heard the distant echoes,
Faint and far, but wondrous sweet,
Telling that the summer cometh
Crowned with ecstasy complete;
And earth thrills beneath my ?teb
1 have seen the tidings written
On the far bine of the skies;
I have heard the brooklet singing
Soltly 'neatb its rool ot ice,
Of the coming mysteries.
"Summer's coming, coming, coming,"
Speed tho news from tree to tree.
Clouds of Iteaven bear it onward,
River, tell it to the sea.
"Snmmer cornea! the earth is free."
? George L. HeaUu
PUNGENT PARAGRAPHS.
Always out of countenance?The
nose.
The blandest counsel may be a crossexaminer.
High words--"Tip top," "peak,"
"summit," etc.
Now the thrifty fishernmn figures
up his net gains.
A man's tongue often betrays him,
but he always can count on his fingers.
A man has invented a chair that
can be adjusted to 800 different positions.
It is designed for a boy to sit
in when he goes to church.
The great question of the day at
present is how to wear a high all-round
collar and still be able to sneeze bard
without cutting your throat.
One of the sweetest pictures of domestic
economy is a poet blacking A
white stocking so that it won't sihow
through the fissure of his boot.
"He's grown to be a polished gentleman,
anyhow," said an old lady
gjwing fondly as she spoke at the shining
bald head of her son, just returned
after a long absence.
"Papa," said a lad the other night,
after attentively studying for some '
minutes an engraving of a human
skeleton, "how did this man manage.
to keep in his dinner ?"
A little chap in Gallatin, Tenn., son
of a prominent turfman, was asked by
his school-teacher to define "good
breeding." "A mare with two Lexington
crosses," was the instant reply.
"Johnnie, how xnany bones are there
in the human body?" "Whosehuman
hotly? Mine?" "Yes, yours, for instance."
"Can't tell. You see I've
been eatin' shad for breakfast, and
thai^jiiiiLLthe anatomical estimate at
once."
A society has been formed in -forar ?
York, to be known as ttye "Order of
organization to use its influence to persuade
men to wear a tie that the
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women folks cannot work up into a
patchwork quilt.
Just Like 'Em.
Two ladies who were bound somewhere
in company yesterday entered a
Woodward avenue car together, and
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no sooner were nicy acaicu uiau wv??
made a dive for their purses.
"Oh, let me pay!" pleaded one.
"Oh, I couldn't think of it!"
"Oh, do, now; I have just the
change."
"Oh, but I have tickets."
"Yes, but you paid the last time."
"But you can pay some other time. Here?'"
She was hurriedly searching through
her porte-monnaie, but didn't seem to
find anything.
"I told you I had?!"
And tne seconci one oegan a searuu
in a wild manner, emptying out pins,
needJes and buttons, but no money.
"Why! I do declarer' gasped the
first
"Strangest thing I ever saw!" added
the second.
"I'll pay for both," observed a man
on the seat opposite, and he marched
up, fumbled through his pockets and
held out a battered quarter to the driver.
The latter would not take it, and
the man marched out and slid off the
platform in the most solemn manner,
and at the next crossing the ladies said
they had taken the wrong car, rang the
bell and got off.?M. Quad.
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A Breeze in Chnrch.
In a certain village in Maryland a *
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small boy kicked up a oreeze m me
parish church on a recent Sunday. It
seems that a certain good woman
bought a calf s head and put it on to
boil, leaving her little boy to mind it
while she went to the church close by.
The minister had reached his fifthly
my brethren, when a small boy stuck
his head in the door and whispered:
"Mamma!"
The good woman recognized her son
instantly, and began to make signs for ,
him to leave the door. }
"Mamma!" again came the whisper
?this time a little louder than before. \
The mother shook her finger at the V
boy warningly, and indulged in other \
familiar pantomime with which she N
was accustomed to awe her son. But J
it didn't work worth a cent. The boy x
was excited and in dead earnest, as the
denouement will show. Raising his
voice, he shouted:
r iiMnlr
"juamuiil, vou 11CCVLLL u nuw rtiiu,
blink at me, but had better come home
right away, for the calfs head is buttin'
all the duinplins out of the Dotl"
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